The newspapers of compulsory quarantine go through all moods. It is like being on the roller coaster of psychoanalysis where the construction of subjectivity (the ways of acting, thinking and feeling) varies according to how our emotional and psychic states collide or balance.
And on the social level some measures are changed so that everything remains the same.
COVID-19, that “invisible enemy” as they call it, arrived to alter social mobility in the streets, the scenes of daily life that take place in linear time in each window that barely makes out a part of the torment.
The coronavirus came to further alter security, economy, and human relations. And fundamentally, individual and collective health.
It came to show, when it becomes more voracious, that the health system is in deficit. That he was destroyed with systematic boasting.
The virus of uncertainty revealed the number of failings of a system that is degraded and broken in its matrix. It is the added value that makes it impossible to hide the absolute perforation of the social fabric, nor its violent cultural capital.
So, it is strange that those who for years forged disorder through anomie now call for a disciplined system. Obedient. A system of awareness and social responsibility to comply with the mandatory quarantine that is in check by sector. Especially in the enclave Buenos Aires metropolitan area. That enclave in which stories of all kinds converge, where the perception of the virus has a weakness that feeds it. It is that the unsatisfied basic needs, the random and accommodative presence of the state, and the inconsistency of some government messages, climb on a wall in which the realities intermingled intermingle.
The convergence of a vision in which each one seeks to save himself, even exposing himself and exposing the rest to the virus in a chain of potential contagions that can be endless but perhaps, and surely for many, less distressing than hunger. That wicked need.
Because cuts to essential services that some do not even have (electricity, gas, water) may be suspended, perhaps evictions. But there is a dark, parallel reality. Morbid and cynical. The one of usury. This voracious usury of anti-system loans with its own laws and called extortion. The usury that is like the drop at the height of a kidnapping.
The torture of debts in the opacity of the universe of lenders.
The urgently necessary confinement returns many hostages. Jugglers between being and having to be. Tightrope walkers on the ledge and labeled miserable in the face of spoil.
Goliath’s head, by Ezequiel Martínez Estrada, became more immense and enveloping. The giant crossed the boundaries in uncontrolled foci and epicenters.
Resorting to the law is sensible. It is rational. However, resorting to the force of the norm when we live in a country shrouded in anomie, is still a contradiction, even when faced with the need for it. Because the intellectual engineering of many works with a chip that did not focus on education and compliance, but on systematic injustice and the nefarious codes of the street.
A rhetorically federal but practically unitary country with manifest structural poverty. A country that only focuses on CABA and the Conurbano, and a little further in the interior of the Province of Buenos Aires without seeing, that in many provinces, with few or no cases of viruses so far, the quarantine is followed with fervor because there are states of sustained presence, without the need for the appearance of a tragedy.
The phenomenology of the spirit contains dialectics that explain us. The dialectic of Hegel’s master and slave, where self-consciousness intersects many times without being recognized by the dichotomy of realities, adapts to the enclave in which social radiography goes viral through networks where that meter of distance does not it is more than a limit concept.
Officials have seldom been “slaves.” The social sectors that systematically judge have rarely been “slaves”. So the perception of reality is cut as much as the number of cuts in the stepped enclave. Where crime distorts the situation of those in need. They are homologated, in the accursed interweaving of geography, in a conglomerate of equals that makes them anti-system, functional to the virus and not to order.
When in reality, the criminal takes the opportunity to continue with the profitability of insecurity and lack of strategy. COVID-19 allows crime to exacerbate veil and deception operations, while the others, those of the day to day, cling to the only opportunity they have, that of surviving in a minefield. In spite of all, and in spite of them.
La Cámpora and the village priests are the only ones who have understood this framework until now. They understood so much that the village priests reinforced their precarious logistical device by setting up special spaces when the time for COVID symptoms arrives. They also organized themselves into new tasks so that work with recovering consumers does not stop.
In the meantime, the demonized camper structure -with all its defects and selectivities- gave the Minister of Security Sergio Berni the reasonableness quota to contain, as much as possible, the riot. Because to contain operationally, you need more than television channels and pico. You need to know the territory poisoned by corridors, pacts, and entelechies.
Laura Etcharren author is a sociologist, researcher, consultant and advisor on drug trafficking and drug dealing issues